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Akitoya angst because I love angst (bad ending ending edition)

This will probably end up being a mini-fic because I am cool like that (gained inspiration listening to angsty music while showering)

Tw for De*th, vivid imagery of violence, guns, and uh…angst! Be warned~

(P.S I got a bit carried away, oops. Hope you enjoy nonetheless and uh…bring some tissues 😁 -Akito S.)

In this AU, Akito and Toya are in some sort of rural town. There has been news of an epidemic of people going “mad” after listening to a certain song, people who are affected known for lashing out at people. Accounts of those who witness it also say that it usually ends in a painful death. After it started, music is banned and anyone caught listening to music and singing ends up being executed or worse.

Akito had grown up from a family of musicians, him being famous for his busking performances. People often praised him for his instrumental skills and voice, having met Toya during one of his performances. One could say that music is what brought them together, sometimes the two of them planned out days where they play and sing together!

Things changed for the worse one fateful day, when Akito became one of the infected. He noticeably became more and more angry and violent, one close to him would know something was wrong. Toya was desperate, he didn’t want to see his partner in pain.

“Toya?” Akito asks him one day. It was well known that usually the last day of someone infected with such curse is seen acting normal for the last time. Both Akito and Toya knew. Toya’s heart dropped to his stomach when he realized.

“Yes, Akito?” Toya asks after a long pause. Akito, the one who usually wore a smile, the one who comforted Toya when he was down…looked sad. “I’m sorry it had to come to this” Akito says with a sad smile. Toya’s eyes widened once he took out a gun. “Please…”

Time seemed to slow as Toya stared at Akito in shock. “Akito…please…I can’t lose you…” The blue haired male begged, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. “I’m sorry for hiding this from you for so long…please don’t hate me” Akito says before what seemed like him showing him the gun. It took Toya a second to realize…”Akito…you’re insane! I can’t possibly-“ “Toya, I’m sorry I couldn’t say this earlier…”

Toya was left speechless for a few moments. “Say what Akito?” He asks the ginger, his eyes watering once more. “I love you, Toya. I’m sorry, I should’ve told you sooner” Akito says. They both knew it wouldn’t be long before he would succumb fully to the curse. Toya stared at the gun offered to him. He knew this was a lose-lose situation.

“I…I love you too, Akito. I-“ Toya got cut off with a sob. He never cried in front of Akito, up until now. Hands shaking, he hesitantly grabbed the gun. Akito looked at Toya, unsure of what to say. He then said, “Maybe in the next life, we’ll meet again. Who knows?” Akito says with a smile.

“Akito, don’t say that! Surely there-“ Toya got cut off by Akito grabbing onto his shoulder. “Toya…I trust you. I always have and will. I’m sure you can say the same for me, and…you and I both know that this is the best thing to do” Akito then hugged Toya. He knew the hug was his way of saying farewell, Toya bursting into tears.

“I’m sorry it had to be this way. Farewell, Toya Aoyagi”

I’m gonna post a random(ish) fanfic that I thought of! It’s gonna be angsty and very interesting! I’m going to post it sometime today ^^ be on the lookout!

-Lucky🐾

YES THE SILLIES (+me 😏) yippee! (I love the art andnsmsc)

-🎪

THEY MAKE ME SICK.

I love and hate Kanji 💔

-🎤

I just realized that the kanji for bone, 「骨」, looks like a little skeleton fella, and I can't get over it...

I know I haven’t posted in a very long while so, I’ve been thinking of creating my first jjk fic and drift between Aot and jjk ^^ (or vice versa) Those will be my main two! Also I will post a master list of what I have written so far as well as a link to support me on ko-fi (it’s not mandatory, it’s optional of course! However, I would of course appreciate donations of any kind ^^) Also I might do commissioned work so feel free to ask! (I will of course write for free, don’t feel bad if you can’t pay 😅) In the future, once I hit my new goal of 20 follwers, I will host my first event! Anyways, take care out there and make sure to drink some water ^^

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I decided to join this, it looked fun ^^

Lucky x Levi (LuLe)

Song: Psycho - red velvet

This song is our relationship song. People would think that our relationship is weird and yes, it is weird. We are polar opposites but here we are, dating. I can imagine it to be rough, we have arguments once in a while and act like we won‘t see each other again, but we forgive each other in the end. As the song says, “Hey now, we’ll be okay” and we would say that a lot. Everything always works out in the end, and we both love each other in our own, weird ways. (I might do more of this in the future, it’d fun!)

Tags: @http-loriel (you’re the only person I know on here)

tag game!

tell me your f/o, pick a song, and describe a scenario where this song reminds you about them! 🤍

dazai x shrimp

song: a change of heart - the 1975

i picture the two of us walking down a street together; hand in hand, with the bitter frost tickling our noses. it’s snowy. freezing, almost. though his words are enough to provide warmth. a match will light up in my heart; a casual day of shopping down the street. snowcones are shared, same with bits of hot chocolate. has to have little marshmallows because dazai says “they look like tiny shrimp”, and we buy matching sweaters—whilst throwing jokes at each other. intimacy. could’ve sworn dazai was touch-starved; cuddly hugs were definitely shared.

— tagging: @spoofybun @sonder-paradise @requiem626k @sebtomm @sky-drgn @chuuyasboots @alphasmoonlitjinko @cndyr4np0 + anyone else. ♡

uckyog. Interesting

-Wriothesley

Imma do this because I’m fucking bored.

What’s your url?

Now take away any and all numbers (1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,0), take away the letters F, Z, M, Q, L, H, B, T, P, E, A, Y, S, B, D, and X, take away all dashes (-),

What’s your new fucked up version of your url?

crustycreature

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Cool book I got 😎 I’m on the first chapter and it’s pretty good so far!

Chapter 1: From home

|| Welcome to Chapter 1! I made a collage to make things more interesting! I hope you like it! Also feel free to reblog as you’d like! It will be greatly appreciated 😌! Now, without a further ado, lets let continue the story! ||

[Monday, hotel room, noon, 5 hours till performance. Jean’s pov]

The day of performances is always the most nerve-wracking day. Yes, preforming is fun, but the fear of messing up in front of thousands can make one really nervous. I glance from my phone and watch Armin frantically going over the song list for the umpteenth time. “Hey, Armin. No need to stress yourself out okay? You’re shaking so much that you might cause an earthquake” I remark, trying to lighten his mood. Armin looked like he might faint at any moment, I can’t help but feel bad for him.

“I’m not stressed…” he lies and I quirk an eyebrow. “Uh huh. Sure, sure.” I pause before I inhale and ask “ Would you like to go over a few songs before we preform?” I ask. “Aniyo” he murmurs absent-mindedly, staring at the song list….again. “Alright, I’ll ask the others if they’d like to join. I’ll be right back. Geogi seo” I say before I leave.

I ask the others if they’d like to join and they nod in unison. “Alright, we’ll go over the encore and the hardest ones. How does that sound?” I ask. Everyone looked at each other for a brief moment before agreeing to my idea. After about half an hour of singing with the track, Armin seemed less nervous. “We should get ready. Also, try not to look sweaty before we even start” Levi states before we nod and get ready to preform.

[Monday, {name}’s car, venue of the concert, 20 minutes till performance. {name}’s pov]

This venue is super crowded. Damn. Finding parking is such a nightmare, especially at concerts like this. I didn’t think 9inety-9ine would be the same, fairly empty parking lots...man, was I wrong. After a minute, I find a parking spot and exit my car. As I enter the venue, I see a table with a giveaway where the winner gets to join them on their tour. Hmmm should I do it? I pause for a minute before saying Why not and decided to give it a shot! I fill out my information. The winner is announced by e-mail tomorrow at noon. I wonder what happens if I win?

[Monday, Venue, 10 seconds till performance. {Name}’s pov. ]

I find my seat and look around and see a good majority of the venue (myself included) holding a lightstick. I notice the lights fade to black and the stage lights up. I hear the beginning of a song as well as the screams of fangirls and guys alike. I see them on stage and smile widely. Seeing them preform is amazing! If I do win, it would be nice, I think. I continued to watch the performance, lights flashing and changing from one song to the next.

Watching concerts like these is fun! If I do meet them, I would definitely tell them that I appreciate their music and dances.

[Venue. Jean’s pov]

Preforming is loads of fun, getting to dance, sing, and making others happy is the best feeling. Ever since our trainee days, our number one goal was to create music, dances, and share it with people all over the world. Our lifelong dream has come true!

I look at the audience, waving their lightsticks and singing along, and screaming with excitement. Looking back at how much we’ve grown, it makes me smile inside. We worked so hard, and to finally preform and feel proud is the best feeling. I can’t help but think about that one day at the studio. 3 years ago on that Wednesday is a day I’ll never forget

[Flashback: Dance studio, Wednesday, 3 years ago. Jean’s pov]

“I wonder how long it will be until we finally become idols” Connie asks out loud as we take a break from our session of dancing, . “It probably won’t take too long! We’ll be on that stage soon, naneun yagsoghanda” Armin says with a reassuring smile. Connie responds with a nod and a smile “Thanks ‘Min. Maybe your prediction will be right” “Considering how hard we’ve worked, it shouldn’t be too long” Levi states before drinking some water. “I agree” I say, with a smile. “If we do become idols, it would be nice” Eren spoke with a small smile.

[End of flashback. Present day, last song before end of concert. Jean’s pov]

Our concert is finally coming to an end, the energy still sky high. We say a few words of thanks to the audience before starting our last song: From home. For the song, Armin sang in Japanese and Korean , and the rest of us just sang in Korean . Levi was the one who first came up with the idea of the song. A song that we hold dear to our heart. After the song ended, we said our thanks and bowed before heading offstage, the roaring of our fans fading as we walked to our respective green rooms.

[Tuesday, the day after the concert, noon. {name}’s pov]

There is something people call post-concert blues. The feeling you get after a concert ends. Sometimes it lasts for days, BUT weeks, or even months. It’s hard to describe. It’s a sense of something being missing, perhaps it’s loneliness. I soon hear a ding and I turn on my phone. A notification from my email.

I look at the email. My heart skips a beat. No way this could be real.

Dear {name},

Congratulations! You are one of the lucky winners who won the lottery! You get to stay with 9inety-9ine for the rest of their tour! How exiting! All your rooms and transportation are booked for you! All you need to bring is money for food, and that’s about it! The date you get to join them is tomorrow at precisely 2:00 pm! Hope to see you then!

Sincerely,

[company name]

I can’t believe it. Going on tour with them will be so fun! I can’t wait! I smile and start preparing for tomorrow. I overhear a passing of a plane outside my open, window the noise burning out the chirping of the birds. A plane. Maybe we get to travel on a plane too? I would imagine we would. How fun that would be…

||Translations (these are rough translations that I got online lol, they may not be 100% accurat):

Aniyo - Yes (informal)

Geogi seo - stay right there

naneun yagsoghanda - I promise

Note: I hope y’all had a blast reading this! Sorry it took forever for this to come out! 😅 I might post again today or on Friday as scheduled! Keep your eyes peeled!

Until then, take care out there ^^

- Lucky🐾||

***Note 2.0: I would also like to say that there is going to be symbolism in this story {including this one and the previous one} so if y’all detectives can guess right by the end, then I’ll be proud ^^ consider this a challenge hehe

**Taglist: @1-800-asuka